Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 340 – Rea*surance

Ella

We all go a little pale, I think, as we consider the possibility that Cora, too, is an accidental – or not so accidental – surrogate.

“I’m sure that’s not true,” I say suddenly, shaking my head but a little shaken – I admit – by the idea that the baby was conceived during a storm that basically forced Roger and Cora off the road and into an empty room with not much in it besides a bed. It seems…a little too convenient to be chance, didn’t it?

“This is your baby, Cora,” I say with a*surance, knowing it to be true.

“She’s right,” Roger says, nodding at Cora without doubt in his eyes. “You are this baby’s mother, and I’m its father, and that’s the end of the story. All right?”

Cora nods, but I can see her hesitate still.

“We’ll get answers, Cora,” Sinclair says quietly. “I agree with Ella and Roger – but if you’d like, we can consult the elders, like we did when we wanted information on how Ella was pregnant.”

“Oh,” she says, her eyebrows going up “Yes, can we do that? That would be great.”

Sinclair nods, giving her a little smile and letting her know that he’ll set it up as soon as can be arranged. I realize something and gasp with excitement, bouncing a little on the bed.

“Maybe you’re a wolf, Cora!” I say, “like me! Maybe you just didn’t realize it! Maybe the same thing happened!”

“No, Ella,” Cora says, laughing at my excitement a little. “Our mother made it very clear to me on the temple steps that day – two daughters, one wolf, one human. I’m the human.”

“Oh,” I say, suddenly disappointed. But I take a deep breath and dismiss the thought, wrapping my arms around my sister’s shoulders and pressing my cheek to hers. “Well, whatever!” I say, cheerful. “Whatever this baby’s genetic makeup is, I’m excited. And we’ll love little ‘it‘ so much.”

is a hybrid,” Sinclair says, carefully laying down on the bed and putting his head in my lap,

at him, curious. “Why do you think the baby’s a

of logical sense that you only have access to half of the kind

then he looks at Cora and smirks. “I have a weak

wrinkles her nose at him and I sigh, glad we’re on happier conversational ground again. “I think it’s cool that we don’t know the gender,”

Sinclair reminds me. “I seem to remember you tackling me in excitement when I

there’s something good about

looking at Roger, grinning at the clear disappointment on his face. “You wish you

sigh “It’s not usual for wolves to wait to

that it’s Christmas but then having to wait six months to get

laughs again and reaches forward to give him a little shove. “You just

deepening. “You won’t

Cora, rueful,

girl!?” I gasp, my hands flying to my heart.

Sinclair reminds me, laughing

a very tiny glare before turning back

girl.”

you want both?” he asks, confused

laughing now and I

elbow. “Back

girl. If we have a boy I’m handing it immediately off to Roger,” she declares, though

off and be done with

you leaning towards a girl,” Sinclair asks, amused and

to him with a smile. “Girls get all the good stuff. Dress–up and books and imagination and mermaids,” she shrugs. “Boys just get football. And turtles.” She sticks out her tongue to let them know what she thinks